1 year, 6 months and 20 days ago I moved out of my home with my husband and my sons and into my own little apartment. That same evening I went grocery shopping for myself for the first time...possibly ever. One of the things I bought was a container of Lawry's Seasoned Salt. Tonight I ran out of that exact bottle...
I have learned much in this 18 months and 20 days, some of it unlike anything I've learned before, and mostly about myself. I've face fears and taken on challenges, both real and emotional, and I've survived it all, and...
I was actually doing really well until March, when I lost my job. That complicated things so very much. I'm hanging on by the skin on my teeth (where did that saying even come from, anyway???) but it's getting more and more difficult every month without a job. To say I've become an even better money juggler is an understatement...
But I have learned that I am a survivor. Whether I want to be or not, whether I feel like it or not, I simply cannot make that decision that I've seen some other people make to "give up" and let life happen to them. I am seeking work daily. I am interviewing almost weekly. I'm attending classes mandated by the unemployment office and learning. And I'm walking and seeking better health choices. And I pray...a lot. Because I cannot "make" someone hire me. I can only dress myself up and offer myself...the rest is up to them...
If you would, pray with me and for me? Surviving is so damn difficult these days. I'm tired, and I'm faltering, and I can use all the help I can get...Thank you.
